This is a song about "How i can t rap"

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

Cause this is how i feel when i ain’t rappin on the mic you bitch

But how i rap you'd assume it

Me, wale, so hard - as shit

Fuck, i don't know just how to rap

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Gotta see how i can break my limitation/

First off congratulations on the win

How can i really hate her?

Udc where he met my mother

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

When i listen to famous rappers they explain how the rap game can be tough

She said, "don't be fucking with nobody

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t